Sunday, May 27, 2012


I might be done trying to be a photographer.  I can't get people to commit to shoots. I am not in love with the lighting of my photos. I don't know any great locations. I don't know how to better my editing techniques. I think its the universe telling me to do something else. I just don't know what that is. I'm to the point where I am throwing up my hands, ready to just sit on a lifeguard stand the rest of my life. I always knew I wanted to become somebody when I grew up. Now I realize I should have been more specific.

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Alfred's Horizon

A clear horizon — nothing to worry about on your plate, only things that are creative and not destructive… I can’t bear quarreling, I can’t bear feelings between people — I think hatred is wasted energy, and it’s all non-productive. I’m very sensitive — a sharp word, said by a person, say, who has a temper, if they’re close for me, hurts me for days. I know we’re only human, we do go in for these various emotions, call them negative emotions, but when all these are removed and you can look forward and the road is clear ahead, and now you’re going to create something — I think that’s as happy as I’ll ever want to be.
-Alfred Hitchcock’s definition of happiness 

Thank you Mr. Hitchcock. I needed to hear that. - Lizzie

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Coco's Thoughts

"Hard times arouse an instinctive desire for authenticity." 

Nature gives you the face you have at twenty; it is up to you to merit the face you have at fifty.

There is time for work. And time for love. That leaves no other time!

“The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud.”

“If you were born without wings, do nothing to prevent them from growing.” 

“My life didn't please me, so I created my life.”

“I don't care what you think about me. I don't think about you at all.”

“How many cares one loses when one decides not to be something but to be someone.” 

You said it my dear 

Thanks, Steve

Monday, March 19, 2012

Places in My Heart

Ireland & New York. That's all I want. I wish My Mr. Tollstrup and I could wake up one day, fly on a plane to New York, be a part of something bigger than us. Then escape to a world of green fields, cozy cottages, and rich culture. Ah, if only.